It was exactly three o'clock in the afternoon when we got home. In fact, we had planned to stay at the resort for one night, but the sheets were damp and wrinkled, and Dexter Lu refused to let the waiter go in to clean them up, which made him panic.
Logan Fei held the person in his arms, feeling that he could slip to the ground as soon as he let go. Dexter Lu seemed to have lost his breath. He took every step slowly for twenty seconds. Once he entered the house, he could no longer walk by himself. He turned around and hugged Logan Fei's neck.
"Don't get out of bed for the next two days." Logan Fei carried him back to the bedroom. After tucking him in the quilt and covering him, he leaned over and said maliciously: "This is the first time you've been treated like this. Remember it well."
Dexter Lu opened his eyes weakly. He had just come to his senses. Logan Fei had given him a cup of milk tea and pressed his stomach when he was doing it. He had already planned it.
Logan Fei lifted his hair, K!ssed his forehead, and asked, "Why don't you speak? Do you have a sore throat?"
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